All But Six Years Old

Two inches of tatted lace I made while at my Tatting Group

Saturday afternoon. It is very difficult to tat and talk!

Saturday afternoon I was able to spend some time with a group of ladies who get together at Hobby Lobby's classroom to tat. Tatting is a form of lacemaking that is created with a shuttle. While we were there, a cute little girl bounded in the room with great curiosity to see what we were doing. She proceeded to tell us many things before her Dad had time to find her. I was inspired by her spunk and wanted to recapture that youthful zeal and uninhibited energy. I tried to bottle that innocent optimism in this poem.

All But Six Years Old

With more power
than any television celebrity,
she boldly entered our meeting room
~ all with great confidence.
For she happily skipped
into the hearts of five unknown women
~ all but six years old.

With more power
than any campaigning politician,
she boldly spoke of her abilities
~ all with great authority.
For she proudly exclaimed that
she too could sew a butterfly with a needle
~ all but six years old.

With more power
than any corporate executive,
she boldly took leadership in her new role
~ all with great pride.
For she was soon-to-be a big sis
to a new little brother.
~ all but six years old.

With more power
than any metropolitan city council,
she boldly explained her big plans
~ all with great vision.
For she intended to teach her
new little brother how to sew too
~ all but six years old.

With more power
than any religious evangelist,
she boldly claimed her unlimited resources
~ all with great faith.
For she said her dad would soon be
buying her lots of new things.
~all but six years old.

Copyright 2010 Donniece Smith